The little girl seemed to be drunk, her voice was soft and drunk.

The heat penetrates into the surface of the skin, causing a tingling.

The man reached out and pinched her chin, lifting her head off his shoulder.

Wen Yin narrowed her eyes and looked at him.

Fu Xu looked at her, with a loose smile in her eyes, without any emotion, which made her feel a little cold, and her heart trembled.

The rough fingertips touched her lower rubbing, and the force was neither light nor heavy: "The word eat refers to many meanings." ”

"You can't eat, can you eat me?"

The man let go of her and looked at her with some carelessness: "How to eat?" ”

Wen Yin: "......"

I don't understand the style, I don't understand the style~

She shrugged: "Just kidding, what are you doing." ”

She went to pull Fu Xu's hand: "Let's go, Mr. Cen said, you are very good at skiing, teach me to teach me~"

"Isn't he good at teaching?"

"Hello Where?" Wen Yin's voice was soft and coquettish: "I am on the scene with him, and I don't dare to let him touch me." ”

The little girl looked back at him, her eyebrows and eyes were hidden like spring-like squeamishness, and in winter, it was as bright as spring: "But I can let you touch it, touch it casually." ”

After speaking, she went to take his hand: "Let's go, brother~"

She is really coquettish, so soft that the iron-clad man has no temper.

......

Snow resort, dress her up.

Teaching her posture, hand-in-hand adjustment, the man stood behind her, tall and straight, and the fog floated in the air as he spoke.

Wen Yin leaned his back against him, tiptoed back, and was softly coquettish: "Brother, you take me to slide around, I'm scared." ”

The distance between the two people is just a stone's throw away.

Wen Yin turned his head, lowered his head and smiled, the heat surging up with the blood, and the tips of his ears and face were red.

The man smiled and shook her hand with his big hand: "Take you to slide, I'm afraid." ”

Wen Yin: "...... Am I so horrible? ”

"Isn't it? Your last brother died in a car accident, and I'm afraid I'll fall to my death while skiing. ”

Wen Yin: "......"

That's all her nonsense, okay, he guessed it and kept teasing her about this.

Wen Yin tightened his hands.

Turning back again, this time he raised his feet even more, leaned back more, and inadvertently, the little girl's soft lips gently brushed his jaw.

The sweet fragrance penetrates the nose and smells extraordinarily good.

She said, "Fake, brother is the only one for you." ”

The man stiffened all over, Wen Yin pretended not to know, and his voice was delicate and bright: "Brother, let's go~"

His voice was deep: "Hurry up." ”

What adults are most able to regulate is their own emotions.

He slid around with Wen Yin.

The whole person was carried in his arms, the front was wind and snow, but the rear was steady, very secure, sliding very steadily, and the technique was indeed ...... Very good.

Wen Yin greeted the snow and pointed to the branch in front of him: "Brother, can you go around there~"

She watched those videos, and those extreme sports skiing were handsome.

His voice came unhurriedly from behind: "It's a little difficult. ”

Wen Yin sighed regretfully.

The man chuckled, his voice was hoarse, and his deep sultry eardrums were seductive: "Say a few nice words, maybe you can get around." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wen Yin understood that he could get around, but he was doing bad to himself.

Eyebrows raised slightly: "What do you mean by something nice?" ”

She shouted: "Brother is good, brother is wonderful, brother wants to be quack at night." ”

"......" Fu Xu smiled: "Okay, shut up." ”

"Hold on." The man's voice was steady, and his breath teased her eardrums: "What posture do you like?" ”